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"Hey! Come back here!" A gun shot was then heard throughout the night.

No. The guy being chased doesn't even want to look back. They were too many, about twenty men or so. They were all in black and he knows who sent them. Darn. If it were just ten of them, he could take them all single handedly but no, the effin' guys have recruits!

He tried to fish out his phone from his pocket while still running for his life. Unfortunately, as if the gods forbid him to stay alive, he realized that his phone was smashed when it fell from his pocket while blocking three guys' kicks all at the same time.

Oh, great, just when he needs his best friends, they were not there. Usually, he was with them but he has some darn meeting about his exhibit in New York. What a great timing for them to attack him! He was unguarded. He didn't want any bodyguards to follow him around so this was the consequence for that. Augh. What a great night, he didn't know where to run off to now.

Hearing the footsteps following him slowly fading away, he realizes that the guys were giving up in running after him. He starts to speed down but not to the extent that the guys would make it to him. Panting, he turned around the corner into the dark alley just beside an old building. He begins to breathe normally and he frantically sticks his body to the wall to see if the guys are still following him.

It seems like the guys got tired and started planning for their next attack. "Aish." He cursed angrily. He needs to think things through. What should he do about them? At first, he thought that the attacks are just mild and of course, his overconfidence said that he could fight them alone. But tonight, he was wrong. They had a lot more guys than the last time he encountered them and it was a great timing for them to attack him after his meeting. They knew his schedule pretty well.

Oh, great. Now, he learned his lesson. He needs at least a bodyguard to protect him. Okay. Just one. It wouldn't hurt his image. Not really.

He looked around for any more signs of the devils. When he found none, he straightened up his clothes and searched for a nearby mobile shop. He badly needs a phone right now. He needs to contact his best friends. They would help him. They were practically brothers.

He found a mobile shop a few blocks from where he was. He walked briskly, still aware of the danger that might come if he's not careful. Once he arrived, he quickly went inside the shop and demanded the manager for a phone. Of course, the manager knows him. She's a girl after all. Who wouldn't know Korea's famous Casanova? No weird girl, surely.

The manager, seeing him frantic and angry, didn't try to flirt with him but immediately went inside the stock room for the most expensive phone. Only the expensive for the F4's, that's what everyone knows.

The manager came out in an instant, holding the brand new phone in her hands. "Sir—"

Before she can say anything else, Yi Jung had to cut her off. "Just put in my usual number. The company knows it." He said impatiently.

"Of course." She replied in a tiny voice. She swiftly did what she was told. After a minute, the phone was ready to use and he gladly took it. He dialed a number and his best friend picked up after a ring.

"Yo Yi Jung, my bro!" Woo Bin's voice was heard from the other line.

"Listen, I need you to pick me up. I have urgent news to tell you guys. It's getting worse."